Your nose is in the middle of your face because it is the scenter.

Porn actresses envy the look on my face when I clean my ear with a cotton bud.

It should be socially acceptable to just face the wall at a party when you need a break from talking.

Whenever I’m sad, you’re there. Whenever I have problems, you’re there. Whenever I lose control, you’re there. Let’s face it, you are bad luck.

Only two things are certain: death, and Princess Diana’s face on at least one grocery store magazine.

After I get irritated, it takes me about 2 hours to fix my face.

Finally figured out why I look so bad in pictures – it’s my face.

Nothing humbles you faster than your phone slipping out of your hand and hitting your face.

Double chins are better than double faces.

Washing your face and water going down your elbow is so sickening.

Tiime isn’t on my side, it’s on my face, wrinkling my forehead.

How can you not appreciate a drunk text? Someone is absolutely off their face and still thinking of you.

Building a snowman so I can punch it in the face.

Hold on, I just need to take off my glasses and put my face in my hands about it first.

In English we say: “You changed.” But in poetry we say: “You became a stranger wearing the face I used to love, and I am haunted by the ghost of who you were.”

Sorry, my face wasn’t created to hide that much distain for what you’re saying.

I always wonder who makes a more stupid face: women putting on make-up or men shaving?

Keeping my mouth shut is usually not enough to avoid an argument with my husband. I also have to deactivate the subtitle function on my face.

I am not responsible for what my face does when you talk.

Trying to be cute today but my face isn’t cooperating.